St. Bees

Beez Neez
Skipper and First Mate Millard (Big Bear and Pepe)
Fri 27 May 2016 22:57
A Spuddle to St. Bees Island
 
 
 
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I had a terrible loss at backgammon so when Bear suggested a spuddle over to St. Bees Island I said I would be ready in moments. I went to step into the bedroom just as Beez swayed and OH MY, I cracked my little toe so hard on the doorframe, it hurt too much to swear of cry, I hopped a bit and grabbed the cold flannel from the sink. The second thing to put me right wrong, right wrong I say. Out I hobbled to Baby Beez and off we went to Homestead Bay. All looked well from a distance.
 
 
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Bear was met by Paul (one of the island’s four residents), as I lamely went up the beach. The line of ‘stones’ along the waterline is actually ash and lumps of burnt wood. Paul had been on the hooch - so early in the day and clearly has not been near a dentist in many a long year. The catamaran on the beach had been extremely fast, but as it only weighed a ton and a half, pitch-poled in the first heavy weather. Paul has taken her on as a project but misjudged the tides and she fell off her acro-supports. Our new friend lives rent free, for a few menial jobs in a ‘one careful owner’ caravan and wonders why no-one wants to pay $50 a day to rent the empty house a few feet away. We made our excuses as soon as we could and retreated back to Baby Beez, thoroughly fed up.
 
 
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The next beach out on the left, had some rusty machinery so we headed to the sandy one opposite Beez.
 
 
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Round the corner, up on a pristine sandy beach (save for a couple of beer bottles), we felt we could now begin a lovely afternoon bimble of St. Bees.
 
 
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We walked over what we thought was a sand dune but it was actually a lagoon ‘wall’ seen at low tide.
 
 
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Behind the sand wall was a huge basin, the far end covered in mangroves.
 
 
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Standing in the back left corner, looking over at Keswick Island on the right.
 
 
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Behind us a great tree root.
 
 
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We watched a plane coming in to land.
 
 
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Time to sit and ponder for a minute or two.
 
 
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A chap came in to land beside us.
 
 
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Bear gathered the anchor and homeward bound for a game or two.
 
 
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I didn’t want to finish with my poor little toe, but I don’t ever recall seeing a blood blister in such a place on anyone I have ever known. My sad digit is twice the size and its amazing that such a small item can make so much pain. We’ll close now with Beez...........
 
 
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ALL IN ALL PLEASED TO HAVE VISITED BUT DISAPPOINTED
                     AFTER READING THE RICH HISTORY OF THE ISLAND – RATHER SAD